You go on. Xiangyu's voice sounded closely, with a hint of weakness.

The raccoon slave continued to report: "At that time, Qiu Manqian sent troops and horses to protect the people of the Sheng Mansion, and almost put the emperor in danger and failed to leave the city in time, which is estimated to have caused the emperor's dissatisfaction. ”

After the raccoon slave's words were finished, there was silence for a moment, and Xiangyu's cold voice sounded again: "In the past, the blood withered ghost attacked the Qiu Mansion, Sheng Zhuohuai once had a life-saving grace for Qiu Manqian, and the Qiu clan naturally maintained the Sheng clan more than the royal family, so ......

As soon as he said this, Xiangyu suddenly coughed violently.

Yueli looked moved, and was about to enter the house, only to hear that Xiangyu had stopped coughing, and he continued: "In this way, the emperor will definitely pay more attention to the three princes and balance the Sheng clan faction in turn." ”

Xiangyu seemed to be a little tired, and paused again before he said again: "Among the emperor's several princes now, there is no doubt that the third prince is the most suitable person to become the crown prince, and his ascension to the crown prince is just around the corner." ”

Xiangyu let out a series of low coughs again, and after it subsided, the raccoon slave asked, "Gongzi just said that the Sheng clan is a faction?"

"Not bad. ”

Tanuki pondered for a moment and exclaimed, "Do you mean that the Sheng clan has turned against the royal family?!"

Xiangyu, who was lying on the couch in the room, shook his head: "With the Xiang clan here, the Sheng clan and the royal family will not turn against each other, but it is unknown whether the two have other different intentions towards each other in their hearts." ”

The tanuki sighed: "Yes, as soon as the eldest prince dies, the Sheng clan and the royal family will lose the closest connection, and it is difficult to say how the third prince and the Sheng clan will develop......

"Childe is strategizing, he is sick like this, and he is still worried about the affairs of the court. Yueli strode into the house, and both Xiangyu and Tanuki looked at her.

Xiangyu's body was wrapped in several layers of thick quilts like before.

No, this time the quilt was thicker than every previous Extinction Curse.

"It's because of the Luan clan, right?" asked Yuefen.

Xiangyu and Tanuki were both stunned.

The tanuki quietly exited the door, closing the door and window as he went.

Yue Liang watched the tanuki slave's move, knowing that the tanuki thought that she was going to use her own blood to alleviate the onset of Xiangyu's extermination spell.

"Do you know that Qin Shuang killed Shou Wu?" Xiangyu said to her suddenly.

It took a long time for Yue Liang to react to who the first person was, and she asked with a little surprise, "When?"

"The night the goblins attacked the city. Xiangyu tightened the quilt on his body, "He took advantage of the chaotic hand, and Sheng Fu thought that Shou Wu was eaten by wild ghosts. ”

"The revenge of the blood relatives being killed, Qin Shuang finally avenged. Yueli sighed with emotion.

Xiangyu looked at her with a hint in her eyes, as if there was still something to be said.

Yue Liang read his eyes, her thoughts spun quickly, and suddenly, a thought popped into her mind, and said, "The Fu clan suddenly turned to the third prince, could it have nothing to do with Qin Shuang's killing of the head?"

The corners of Xiangyu's mouth hooked slightly: "The first is nothing more than a ghost, even if the Sheng clan knows that he was killed by Qin Shuang, they won't care too much." ”

"Then ......," Tsukibi continued to think, "is it...... Qin Shuang killed anyone else in the Sheng Mansion?"

Xiangyu nodded slowly: "He killed Wei Su because Wei Su prevented him from killing Shouwu." ”

"But Wei Su is just a guard, will the Sheng Mansion care?"

"Wei Su is different from other guards, Wei Su has been by Sheng Zhuohuai's side since he was a child, and Sheng Zhuohuai treats him very closely. ”

Moon Fence was a little surprised.

Sheng Zhuohuai asked the Fu people for Qin Shuang, but the Fu people refused. Xiangyu said again.

Therefore, this incident contributed to the already wavering Fu clan falling to the third prince.

After a while, Yue Liang said thoughtfully: "It seems that the Fu clan has completely regarded Qin Shuang as their own. ”

Xiangyu smiled and remained silent.

After chatting about business, Yue Liang took a few steps closer to Xiangyu, his expression changed from the relaxed one just now, and asked worriedly: "Childe, let me cure you." ”

Xiangyu raised her head in amazement, and the moment he looked at her, Yueliang suddenly leaned down.

*

There were only a few days left before the Midyear Festival, and the clans fell into a very strange silence.

On the night of the Middle Yuan, it is the day when the Xiang people send the moon fence to the altar.

After the Midnight Night, everything is a certainty, and the fate of all clans will change accordingly.

Everyone pressed the anxiety in their hearts and waited impatiently for the arrival of the middle of the first night.

Yin'an, who had just encountered a ghost attack on the city, strengthened the defensive forces at the entrances and exits inside and outside the city, and this time in addition to the guards, he also joined the ghost division mixed in the city defense team.

On the night of the Middle Yuan, the blood moon is revealed, the ghost door is opened, and ten thousand ghosts come out.

I just experienced a thousand ghosts coming, and this time, the Yin'an people who had palpitations in their hearts cheered up their spirits.

The entire Yin'an City is shrouded in a tense atmosphere, and there is a trend of mountain rain coming and the wind is full of buildings.

But in the two prefectures, there is no more noise and noise, which dilutes this tension a little.

One of the two provinces is the enemy government.

Qiu Yunruo has been forcibly placed under house arrest in the courtyard by Qiu Lingshuang since that night, and he can't go anywhere, Qiu Lingshuang resolutely does not allow Qiu Yunruo to have the slightest relationship with Yin Heng.

Qiu Yunruo pleaded bitterly, but no matter what she said, Qiu Lingshuang was unmoved.

Qiu Yunruo began a hunger strike to protest, Qiu Lingshuang personally forced to feed her every ton every day, and the relationship between the brother and sister continued to deteriorate between this contest, and the intimacy of the past was no longer the same.

"Qiu Yunruo, you have cut off any luck, not only me, but your father will not allow you to marry him!" Qiu Lingshuang stood with his hands behind Qiu Yunruo, and his tall figure stood by the door, blocking most of the light that shone into the house, and invisibly cast a huge shadow in Qiu Yunruo's heart.

Qiu Yun is unwilling and aggrieved, her tears are almost dry in the past few days, she is both soft and hard, Qiu Lingshuang is unmoved, she is already poor in donkey skills, and there is no way to make Qiu Lingshuang relax.

"Big brother, does the royal family have to fight to the death with the Xiang clan, why does one side have to win?" Qiu Yunruo sat on the floor under the bed with a sad expression.

Qiu Lingshuang grabbed a thin blanket on the chair next to him, threw it on Qiu Yunruo's body wearing only a single shirt, and said coldly: "If you really want to know, you can ask the emperor." ”

"Big brother!" Qiu Yunruo simply felt that in the matter between her and Yin Heng, Qiu Lingshuang was particularly unreasonable.

Qiu Lingshuang walked towards the door, and the two guards guarding the door reached out to close the double doors.

"If you don't want to understand it again, after the Midyear Festival, my father and I will choose a family business for you!" A cold sentence floated into the house before the door closed completely.

The light in front of him was instantly blocked by the double doors, and the room fell into darkness again.

Qiu Yunruo shouted: "I won't marry anyone else!"

There was only a faint echo in her response.